being asexual is seen as “too straight” by the LGBT+ community and “too gay” for straight people. the truth is, we are neither. if straight people are “as straight as a line” and gay people are “straight like a circle”, then we’re as straight as the void. sexual attraction? i don’t even know her. you are seriously in the wrong place if you’re looking for an instant sexual connection. don’t try to “””fix””” us we’re good. keep moving please.
Gladio: EVERYBODY FREEZE.
Noct: WHAT THE-!? Gladio: SOMEBODY STOLE SOMETHING MINE AND I KNOW IT WAS SOMEONE IN HERE. Prompto: Wha-!? Gladio: A-HA, YOU THOUGHT I WOULDN’T NOTICE, RIGHT? IT WAS YOU, IGGY. YOU TOOK IT. Ignis: I’m sorry!? Gladio: YOU BASTARD. THOUGHT YOU WERE SMART ENOUGH. Ignis: What are you talking about!? I haven’t-! Gladio: YOU TOOK MY HEART. GIVE IT BACK CAUSE I CAN’T SLEEP WITH YOU KEEPING IT. Ignis: FORTHELOVEOFLEVIATHAN GLADIOLUS, IT’S 3 A.M. CAN YOU PLEASE NOT DO THAT, YOU MADE PROMPTO CRY.
I’m behind a day or two oh well. This episode is PACKED with so many great things like characters being introduced and new places being explored but I just love the goofy moment thinking that you and Reuben just died cause you missed a jump and then Lukas coming down right after you into the ender pit
Can you tell us a little about food in Finland, like... What do you eat day to day? What are sweets like? Which fast food chains are the most popular? or something else you think is interesting. Thank you! :D
Thank you for the ask! I can tell you a lot about food in Finland, fortunately, because both of my parents happen to be cooks, so I can ask about stuff from them. A lot the information I’ll tell you probably came from them.
Well, first off, I want to say that today Finnish people often eat food that isn’t necessarily traditionally Finnish or anything, for example my town has at least 5 pizza-kebab restaurants, and spaghetti is very popular. This thing called “raketti-spagetti” is sold in stores, it’s just normal spaghetti but cut into shorter pieces, and the name literally means rocket-spaghetti. I’m not sure how that name came to be, but it rhymes, so maybe it just sounded funny…? I don’t know. Stuff like rice is pretty common too, even though it’s in no way traditionally Finnish. Anyway, I’m sure that a similar phenomenon (the international foods thing, not raketti-spagetti) exists in almost every country.
Also, the Finnish cuisine has gotten a lot of influence from our dear neighbours, Sweden and Russia. Especially Sweden. So anyway, if you’re from either one of those countries and I say that something is Finnish when your country has the exact same thing, please blame my ancestors for not being more original. Although I’d like to hear about foods or customs similar to these I’m about to mention from other countries, so if you’d like to, please share them in the tags!
Okay, so I think I’ll start with the fast food- part of the question.
Finland doesn’t have that many fast food chains, really. We have McDonald’s, Burger King, Subway, and soon a few Taco Bells. Like, three. BUT! We do have a chain of our own, Hesburger, which is my personal favorite out of these. It is the most popular fast food chain in Finland, with 268 restaurants. For comparison, McDonald’s has 65, Burger King 32, and Subway 155 restaurants here.
If you want to have a taste of Hesburger’s food, but don’t want to come all the way to Finland, that’s totally fine! There are Hesbugers in eight other countries, too: Estonia (42 restaurants), Latvia (44), Lithuania (47), Russia (34), Germany (3), Ukraine (3), Bulgaria (3) and Belarus (1). Pretty impressive for a chain from such a small country, huh?
I hope this doesn’t sound too much like an ad, this post is not sponsored by Hesburger. I just think it’s pretty neat. I don’t know where the restaurants are more specifically, but I’ve been to Tallinn and there were a few Hesburgers there. They have really good paprika-mayonnaise! Just saying.
Scratch that, I now know where is the Hesburger farthest from Finland:
Now, for sweets, I think I’ll have to make their own post, but we do have a lot of different kinds of candy in Finland, since we have two bigger and several smaller candy manufacturers, the two big ones being Fazer and Panda. Fazer also makes bread and cookies.
Popular candies are suklaa (chocolate) in different forms - bars, slabs (?? I hear that is also called a bar sometimes? Like smaller bars like Snickers and then slabs like the one I’ll show a picture of), chocolates, like the ones sold in a box, with filling or without, you get the idea, a lot of chocolate - and, of course, salmiakki, salty liquorice. Salmiakki candies get their amazing/awful taste from ammonium chloride. Mmmm. Potentially life-threatening chemicals combined. Delicious. (pic source)
Here is perhaps the most iconic Finnish sweet: Fazerin sininen, Fazer’s Blue. It’s just simple old milk chocolate and yet is the most popular candy in the country. Is it really that good?
Yes. Yes it is. The shade of blue used in the wrapping is trademarked*, by the way.
Okay, moving on to the day-to-day stuff…
In Finland we drink the most maito (milk) in the world per capita, a bit over 360 liters. The 2nd is Sweden by the way, with around 356 liters. We also consume the most kahvi (coffee) per capita, the national average being around 2.6 cups. Seriously, people here drink coffee all the time. In the morning, after lunch, when you come to visit you can be sure you’ll be offered a cup of coffee, at weddings, at funerals, with dessert, I mean, all the goddamn time. Sometimes they don’t even have a reason I’m sure. You know when at work there are those shorter breaks? In Finland a break like that is called kahvitauko. It means coffee break, which I’m sure is a familiar concept in other countries too.
But yeah, people do drink milk at every meal - not everyone, of course, but most people - and for people who are lactose intolerant there are special kinds of milks where the lactose has been processed already, so lactose intolerant people can drink it safely.
This is our fridge. That milk probably lasts like half a week. The light blue one is fat-free.
‘There is also this thing called piimä, which is a drinkable product made from milk with Lactic acid fermentation. It’s not my favorite, but it’s okay.
Apparently there is a strict divide in Finland between west and east, where west likes piimä better, but east prefers something called kokkelipiimä, which, to me, sounds very suspicious, and I did not know it even existed. It’s piimä with something more solid also made from milk mixed into it. Looks like this.
I seriously had never heard of it. I do live in the western half, so I suppose the divide is real. Huh. (source)
A traditional Finnish drink, kotikalja, is often drunk at fancier occasions, for example at the Christmas meal or at some other celebration, like weddings or such. It has a bit of alcohol, but so little that it doesn’t really count as an alcoholic beverage. Wikipedia tells me that it’s similar to Estonian kali, Swedish svagdricka, Dutch oud bruin and Russian kvass. It’s not the same, but it’s similar. People drink it with food.
There is a Finnish word ruokajuoma, which means any drink that is often drunk at meals, like water or kotikalja or milk and sometimes also juice.
This post is getting really long, sorry about that. Anyway, we eat a lot of different keittoja (soups) here too. Most of the time they contain potatoes (perunaa), carrots (porkkanaa), possibly other vegetables, and some meat (lihaa). Kalakeitto (fish soup) can be creamy (I love it) or clear (not so good). Lihakeitto (meat soup) and jauhelihakeitto (minced meat soup)are usually clear as well. There is also hernekeitto, which is made from peas, minced meat or ham or something and some carrot. People can add mustard and onion to it. It’s often eaten on Thursdays, a habit that has spread from the army. There every Thursday is hernekeittopäivä, hernekeitto-day. With hernekeitto the dessert is usually pancake with jam. (pic source)
The pancake, pannukakku, doesn’t look like what you might expect, though. It’s like this.
What is the closest relative to the other kind of pancake is called lettu here, or räiskäle, and it’s closer to a crêpe or a blin. (An actual blin, in Finland there is some misconception about blinis being small and thick… things, but maybe people would otherwise mistake them for a räiskäle?) (source)
They are usually eaten with jam or sugar or whipped cream, or ice cream, or berries, or all of them. There are also muurinpohjaletut, which are cooked differently. (source)
A very basic dish we eat a lot here is potatoes and some kind of kastike (sauce). The sauce usually has pieces of meat, or sausage, or minced meat. We use a lot of minced meat. The picture example is made with makkara (sausage). (source)
When it comes to leipä (bread) I might be a little biased, because my parents bake a lot of bread themselves. Most households usually have at least two types of bread available, some lighter bread like piimälimppu for example, and ruisleipä. It is very Finnish, even though rye bread is eaten elsewhere too. In grocery stores you can find many shelves full of it. There are even rye chips here! Not French fries, or potato chips, really, more like nachos. But made from rye. Weird. (source of pic below)
Usually the shelves would be full but it was late and almost juhannus. That’s all for rye bread there. (Don’t mind my sister’s hand btw)
You can get rye bread in dried from too, all crunchy and pretty tough. Examples of this, dry, crunchy, though perhaps not that tough bread are näkkileipä and hapankorppu. Näkkileipä is often served in schools, since it doesn’t go bad easily. Both näkkileipä and hapankorppu are the best when they have some butter (voi) on top, at least I think so.
Hapankorppu in the front, näkkileipä in the back.
“Which side do you put the butter on?” is a common topic of debate between Finnish people. (It’s the side without the holes, fight me)
And yet another traditional Finnish food that’s eaten like bread and has rye in it, is karjalanpiirakka, Karelian pie. It’s basically rice porridge in a crust made from rye flour. It is also called riisipiirakka. There are other versions of it as well, for example they can have mashed potato instead of rice in them. It’s traditionally eaten with munavoi, boiled egg and butter mixed together. It is heavenly. It’s the stuff in the picture way up there, actually, but I’ll refresh your memory.
Another pretty basic, and quite traditional Finnish food that is still pretty popular as I understand, is makaronilaatikko, macaroni casserole, made of macaroni, minced meat, and a mixture of milk and egg. All the ingredients are put together and mixed, and cheese is put on top, though not in traditional versions. Then the whole thing is put into the oven and cooked for some time, and then eaten usually with ketchup. It’s one of my favorite foods.
Fish is eaten fairly often, but pork, chicken and beef are probably more common. In summer we eat a lot of sausages and nakki (frankfurters) (?? I have never heard this word). Most common spices are salt, suola and pepper, pippuri. There are also a ton of prepared foods in markets, and I mean a lot. Whole aisles, many meters, of foods like makaronilaatikko or jauhelihakeitto that you just need to warm up. Convenient. One of my favorites are pinaattiletut, small lettus with spinach in them. I like them a lot. There are also the same kinds of small lettus made with carrot. Oh, and also blood. They’re called veriletut in Finnish.
Well, I’d love to tell you more, but this post is already way too long, so. I’ll end it here. If you want to know more of something specific I mentioned, ask, and I’ll try to get a post made. I’m planning on covering a few topics here more in depth in the future, but we’ll see.
Oh, also, a lot of the sources for the pictures in this post also feature a recipe, though they’re in Finnish. If you’d like me to translate one of them so you can try it out, just ask!
Thank you for the ask again!
(*edited because I, the smart person I am, mixed up copyright and trade marks. Sorry about that.)
I’m scrolling through tumblr and my fiancé is sleeping next to me, it’s 3:20AM and suddenly he whispers “there’s… too much meat”
I ask him wtf are you talking about and he just continues mumbling about “too much meat”. I’m like are you even awake??? He just answers yea and smiles. It’s quiet for a while and i already thought he had fallen asleep again or whatever, but then i hear a small laugh and “…not enough salad”
okay so… @ everyone: i’m sick + i have a lot of work to do so if i’m taking a while to respond to things/seem distracted/[insert something here] for the next couple days/weeks it’s nothing personal, promise, i am just really tired and drained at literally all times
I’m avoiding my homework, so I wrote this little silliness! Set during the season of secret sex.
The first time Mulder spends the night at Scully’s after
they’ve slept together, he wakes up practically hanging off the bed. And he’s
shivering. He distinctly remembers spooning up behind her and wrapping his arms
around her chest and her waist, engulfing her. Why he isn’t still snuggly
behind her now, he doesn’t understand. Scully usually is not one for
touchiness, but Mulder has learned that post-coital Scully will hang on to him
for dear life. So when Mulder comes to almost full-consciousness and realizes that
if he moves even an inch to his left he will fall completely off the bed, he attempts
to slide to his right and resume being curled up behind Scully. Instead, he
turns over and comes into contact with Scully’s feet, which apparently don’t
welcome his presence. Scully, without waking, proceeds to kick his shins until
his legs dangle off the side of the bed.
He looks over his shoulder to find Scully completely wrapped
in her comforter and sheets, sprawled diagonally across the bed. He goes to
push her legs back to her side, but instead she rolls onto her stomach and
brings her hand out to grab the pillow Mulder was using, tucking it into her
Mulder groans, conceding defeat, and finds his boxers on the
floor, slipping them on before attempting to rouse Scully from her slumber. He
places his hand on her shoulder and shakes her slightly. “Scully, wake up.”
She stretches, and Mulder can’t believe how much more area
of the bed she spans. He chuckles and shakes his head, not knowing it was
possible for a woman this small to take up this much room. In airplanes and the
passenger seat of the car, she curls herself into sleep without hesitation,
lulled by the movement of the various forms of transportation. Mulder envies
how easy it is for her to fall asleep in such situations, and how even smaller
she manages to make herself. Her bed, apparently, is a different story.
Scully blinks her eyes open slowly, aware of Mulder’s
presence looming over her. She gives him a sleepy smile and a quiet but
“Scully, are you aware of how much of a bed hog you are?”
She looks at him as if he just told her that he’s no longer a Knicks fan. “I am
not.” Her voice is hoarse, either from sleep or last night, she’s not sure, so she clears her throat.
“Scully you are sleeping diagonally in a queen-sized bed,
and you pretty much kicked me off a few minutes ago. And you took all the
blankets with you! Tell me that’s not hogging.”
“I do not sleep diagonally.”
He thrusts his arms out as a way of saying, “take a look at yourself,” his eyes
expressing disbelief. “My back and legs beg to differ.”
“Well, you’re one to talk. If I fall asleep with my head on
your chest, you always take my pillow, leaving me with nothing when I
eventually roll over. We’ve shared a bed plenty of times, why has this never
“It’s never happened before! Which is why I’m confused.” He knows the next
thing he says is going to offend her, but in his mind, it’s the only logical
explanation. “We’ve never shared your
bed before. At least not after sex. I think you’re trying to make sure it never
“Mulder what on earth?”
“You know what I think? I think that this new aspect of our relationship maybe
is too much for you, and you’re trying to tell me that while we can sleep
together, your bed will always be ‘your’ bed, party of one.”
She’s sitting up fully now, the flush of her face almost
matching the color of her hair. He’s managed to piss her off before 8 a.m. on a
Saturday. “Mulder, are you kidding me? This is ridiculous! You’re being
dramatic, and you’re overanalyzing my sleeping habits.”
Although he wants to dive deeper into the root of her
diagonal sleeping, Mulder can’t help the laugh that escapes his throat. He
flops back down onto the bed, turning to look at Scully. “You’re cute when
you’re mad at me.”
“Your face is the same color as your hair right now, and
you’ve got this look that screams ‘I shot you once, don’t think I won’t shoot
you again.’ And it’s adorable.”
“Mulder, thirty seconds ago you were angry because I kicked
you out of bed in my sleep, convincing yourself that I don’t want you in my bed, and now you’re
saying I’m cute because I’m frustrated and trying to prove you wrong?”
“It’s early and I haven’t had coffee yet. I’m not
responsible for anything I may say or do until I have some caffeine in my system.”
Scully takes the pillow from behind her back and flings it
at his face. With Mulder caught off guard, she takes the opportunity to crawl
on top of him and pin him to her bed, her thighs on either side of his waist.
“Am I cute now, Mr. Morning Breath?”
“Frighteningly so, Blanket Thief.”
“Lover of an alien lover.”
This time, she’s the one that can’t contain her laughter. It’s the
kind of laugh that brightens Mulder’s eyes and makes his heart swell with complete affection, a grin
plastered to his face. He brings her head down so their lips can meet, and it’s a kiss so
fierce and full of passion that they’re both panting, struggling for air, when they come
apart. She brings her weight down on top of his torso, and he tucks her head under
“Are you still frustrated with me?”
“I’m always frustrated with you. But in this case, I can forgive you if you can
forgive me for taking up the whole bed.”
“Aha, so you admit to being a bed hog?”
Scully chuckles and brings her hand up to draw lazy circles
on his chest. “I’ve never been great at sharing. Especially my bed. It’s always
kind of been my safe place.” Mulder lets out a rueful sigh. “Mulder, I’m not
kicking you out on purpose. I’ll get better. It’s been a while since I’ve
actually wanted to share my bed with anyone. I think I just need more practice.
Let’s go back to sleep. It’s Saturday, and we don’t have to be anywhere. Plus
we were up late last night doing… well, not sleeping. I’m exhausted.”
He kisses the top of her head and hauls them further up the bed. Scully reaches
down and grabs the covers, draping them over the both of their bodies. She
closes her eyes and exhales against Mulder’s chest. She can hear his
heartbeat as a result of where her head is resting, and she thinks it may be
one of her new favorite sounds. The warmth of his skin and the blankets, along
with his hand rubbing back and forth over her lower back, drags Scully back
“Mulder,” she says, just before sleep overtakes her.